God of War

Nighthawk has been digging in Frostblade Valley for six days and six nights with the soldiers of the Demon Race. When the magic flute closed the seal, the ice broke and a large ice sheet collapsed, blocking the passage below.

He looked stern, staring at the Demon Clan soldiers digging the ice. Standing with him were Lingxuan, the patriarch and elders of the demons. Their faces were very ugly, and they secretly cursed the magic flute for being vicious. If this large ice sheet collapsed, even the devil might not be able to escape.

Not far away, the whole body of Magic Flute was tied, and two Demon soldiers supported him, kneeled on the ground, staring at the place where the seal was opened. His face was extremely pale, and the moment he saw the seal opened, despair gripped his heart firmly.

Yue'er, she was buried underneath. He regretted it very much. Why didn't he close the seal and let her go? If she died, it would be an eternal pain in her heart.

Nighthawk was very anxious, and his spiteful eyes swept towards Magic Flute. This **** wolf is more than successful. He wants to kill the magic string, just kill it, why should he catch up with the Fan Yue? This idiot can't even look at him. If Brahman goes beyond anything, he will be the first one to let him go.

After suffering for so long, she finally had a chance to see her again, but she was buried under this ice sheet with the demon, and she didn't know her life or death. Nighthawk was in pain, and blamed himself for being too late. After planning for so long, could it end up like this?

He secretly prayed to God that he must make Brahman alive. Brahman is not only the hope of the gods, but also his own hope. While waiting for her, he already understood that the love for Fanyue had already occupied his heart and penetrated his bones.

As long as she is alive, he will have the opportunity to save her, return to the Protoss with her, and slaughter the demons.

In Frostknife Valley, the cold wind was icy, and the ice layer was hard. After six days of digging, the passage was still not dug through, and the excavation work progressed slowly with little success.

This long wait made Nighthawk almost go mad. He rushed up, his body soaring into the sky, with his spiritual power, he slammed into the ice frantically.

Cracks appeared in the ice, and he commanded the demon army coldly, shouting loudly: "Dig with spiritual power, and keep digging for me day and night until you find the devil."

He acted like this and took the lead. The elders and patriarchs looked at each other and did not dare to neglect, so they followed his example, sacrificing spiritual power and hitting the ice.

Finally, under the attack of this intensity, the top layer of ice loosened a lot, and a large amount of ice and snow were thrown out of the channel.

Nighthawk's eyes were cold, staring closely at the cold surface of the ice. With his remaining power, the Demon soldiers were desperately digging the ice with their spiritual power.

Soldiers with low spiritual power continued to fall, and finally, a soldier of the fierce tiger clan with the appearance of a leader ran to Nighthawk to ask for instructions: "Master Nighthawk, brothers have been digging for six days and six nights, and their physical strength has reached the limit. Brothers are all down, can you let everyone rest and dig?"

Nighthawk grinned and said, "Do you want to rest?"

The soldier was unknown, so he nodded and said, "It's not just me, everyone wants to rest."

Nighthawk looked at him, her eyes moved, and Cheng Ying got out of her sheath. The soldiers' heads rose into the sky, and a shower of blood spilled out. Nighthawk didn't change his face, and scanned the chilling soldiers cruelly.

Coldly said, "Is there anyone else who wants to rest?"

The soldiers shuddered in fright, lowered their heads, and continued to dig the ice frantically.

The head of the Liehu clan, Lu Sheng, has a fiery personality.

Nighthawk was unmoved, and said coldly, "Patriarch Lu has an opinion on Nighthawk?"

Lu Shengqi's beard trembled, and he said in a deep voice, "Master Nighthawk is awe-inspiring! Killing chickens and monkeys. Soldiers just told the truth. Even if they are wrong, they are not dead. Master Nighthawk's handling of this is not fair and makes people feel unfair. Not satisfied."

"Fairness?" Nighthawk raised his eyebrows, taunting: "Patriarch Lu, since Nighthawk has followed the devil, he only knows that he is loyal to the king. At the moment, the life and death of the devil is uncertain. As a courtier, he should go all out to repay the king with death. .

The little leader of Shicai was greedy of life and fear of death, caring about himself, completely disregarding the safety of the devil. This kind of person disturbs the military's mind and will not kill. Is it waiting for his demon to confuse the crowd and hinder the plan to rescue the devil?

If he is allowed to talk nonsense, everyone will stop digging. Could it be that the Lu people dig by themselves? "

"You..." Lu Sheng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Nighthawk glanced at him coldly, and said: "Please take the overall situation into consideration and save the demon lord. Chief Lu wants to deal with Nighthawk, and Nighthawk listens carefully."

Lu Sheng's face was pale, yet to speak, Qing Hao stepped forward to hold him, shook his head, and stopped him from speaking any unfavorable words.

"Boom!" A deafening sound suddenly came from the ground, the whole ground was shaking, and everyone was shocked.

Nighthawk got down and put his ears on the ice, his face changed a lot when he heard it.

He jumped up suddenly and shouted: "Hurry up!" The body quickly flew out.

Seeing that the situation is not good, everyone sacrificed their spiritual power and flew out. Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion came from below.

I saw that the ice sheet they were on suddenly exploded, and a huge wave of air swept across. All the ice cubes were flying around, and countless soldiers fell to the ground and wailed before they were hit by the splashing ice cubes.

Nighthawks, elders, and patriarchs of the demon clan powerhouses hurriedly sacrificed their spiritual power barriers, blocking the attack of the overwhelming ice.

All the ice cubes in the original passage have been lifted off, and what follows is a chilling tranquility. Nighthawk's eyes were cold, and he shot down from the air, drew Cheng Ying, and stared nervously at the passage.

He felt that breath, it was a terrifying murderous intent and terrible anger.

The air was full of murderous atmosphere, the elders and the patriarchs gathered around, drew out their weapons, and stared nervously at the open passage.

A powerful breath emerged from the passage, slowly rising, a thick smell of blood began to spread in this space, and the air seemed to be full of blood. The ice sheet was instantly piled up with the remains of animals, it was a snake, it was a huge snake.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who killed the snake and threw its body out of the ice. Everyone is staring at the passage.

Nighthawk finally saw the figure appear, and he was stunned. It was him, he had seen him in the harem of the outlying islands. Before seeing him, he couldn't imagine that there was such a handsome man in this world, nor could he believe that this huge aura came from the man in front of him.

Even more can't believe that this bitter killing intent, desperate grief will appear on such a powerful person at the same time.

Nighthawk heard Lingxuan, the patriarch and the soldiers uttered deafening shouts, and everyone was cheering, "Mojun! Mojun!"

But he didn't seem to hear anymore, his mind was blank, his eyes were firmly attracted by the woman who was holding tightly in the man's hands, and the moment he saw her, his heart fell to the bottom.

He finally saw her, the woman he missed day and night and worked hard for, it was her! Or it's him! He grew up together, a close brother who changed his life; he gets along with each other day and night, his inseparable friend; his **** and hard-fought, inseparable partner.

He was a woman, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful that the gorgeous sunset on the horizon was eclipsed in front of her.

But why? The enemy named Moxian lived well, but she was lying quietly in his arms. He could barely notice her breath. Is she dead?

A monstrous anger rose in Nighthawk's heart, and he sacrificed the spiritual power of his whole body, and the infinite killing intent flowed in every pore of his.

He slowly walked towards Moxian, he had only one thought, he was going to kill him, this man called Moxian, he took away the person he cared about most, she was dead, and he was still alive.

Mo Xian's body finally fell on the snow, and he couldn't seem to hear or see the person in front of him. With a sad face, he looked gently at Fan Yue who seemed to be asleep in his arms.

Faster, a few strands of dark shadows cut through the void and shot towards the vest of the magic string, and black figures in the crowd kept leaping up and flew towards the magic string.

Nighthawk stopped. He remembered that he had an appointment with Magic Flute. At the first moment when the magic string appeared, the people of the magic flute started to kill him. He stopped and stayed on the spot. His plan was to take advantage of the chaos and take Fan Yue away.

But he was stunned, Fan Yue died, his plan was meaningless, he had only one idea now, killing Mo Xian and avenging her.

The magic flute on the ground had already broken free from its shackles, and the two Demon soldiers beside him had been killed by him. He pulled out Qing Ming, took a look at Nighthawk, and rushed towards Demon String.

He turned his back to Moxian just now, and did not see Fan Yue's face clearly, he only saw Fan Yue being held in Moxian's arms.

Killing Moxian, he can get everything about Fanyue and Mozu, Moxian doesn't seem to care about the hidden weapons flying over and the people rushing up.

But Nighthawk knew that these people would die, and he saw a dark mist suddenly popped up from Moxian's body. At the moment when the mist appeared, all the hidden weapons were ejected and reflected towards the person who leaped over.

With a few muffled hums, several figures fell down. Lingxuan, the patriarch and the elders reacted, drew out their weapons and rushed to the magic string, with their wings around the magic string.

Moxian didn't look at them, and shouted: "Get out!"

Everyone was unclear, so, stunned on the spot, Moxian took a right hand, "Soul Devourer" appeared in his hand burning with raging flames.

Lingxuan was stunned. Looking at Moxian, Moxian's eyes were cold, without any emotion, and he said coldly: "Lingxuan, you guys get out! What the Magic Flute owes me, I will personally end it with him."

Ling Xuan nodded, leading the patriarch and the elders to retreat behind Mo Xian. Mo Xian slowly turned his head, Magic Flute was stunned, and he saw Fan Yue in Mo Xian's arms.

He was trembling all over, he raised Qing Ming, pointed at the magic string, and his voice was hoarse: "You...what did you do? You killed her?"

Moxian looked up to the sky and laughed, so tears came out of his laughter. He looked at Magic Flute and said one word at a time: "Magic Flute, my brother, I will protect you for thousands of years. This is how you repay me.

Do you know what you did? You calculate me, frame me, I can let you go and give you a way of life, but, you killed her, I will not tolerate you anymore, you must die today. "

The Magic Flute was terrified. He yelled frantically: "You are talking nonsense, it's not like that, I didn't! I didn't kill her. I would rather die by myself than be dangerous to her. She jumped voluntarily, not me, not me. made."

Moxian had a grim expression and roared: "If you weren't crazy and insisted on killing me, how could she jump down? If you didn't hurt me with a poisonous snake, how could she be injured by Bai Qi to help me detoxify?

She is dying, the source of all this is you, you are the initiator, today you must die. "

"Soul Devourer" raised it high, without leaving any hands, and slashed towards the magic flute, which hurriedly offered Qing Ming to resist.

The sound of the explosion sounded, and the magic flute's Qing Ming broke. He spouted a mouthful of blood and was chopped to the ground. The magic string followed like a shadow, and "Soul Devourer" struck the magic flute on the ground again.

Seeing this, the dead men around the magic flute pounced and used their lives to help the magic flute block the fatal blow.

The magic string laughed and said to the magic flute: "Magic flute, look good, you hurt the person I care about the most. I will let you watch today, and I will take away everything you treasure most."

"Soul Eater" made a sudden "Woo" sound, and the magic flute screamed at the surrounding wolf clan soldiers in horror: "Go away!"

It was too late, "The fire tree and silver flowers never night." The Magic Flute heard Lingxuan and the elders screaming: "Majesty, no!" The magic flute's eyes kept flashing with dazzling fire, and the fire burst into the sky. Like fireworks, it ignited the night sky, bringing hot temperatures to the icy Frostknife Valley.

But the Magic Flute knew that this was also the fireworks from hell. The Magic Flute was crazy. He used "Fire Tree and Silver Flower Never Night" to slaughter all the wolf races present, no matter good or bad, because of his mistakes.

He shouted, leaped angrily, rushed to find Moxian desperately, Moxian's eyes did not have the slightest pity, full of cruel pleasure.

With a "poof", Magic Flute looked at his abdomen in surprise and was pierced by the "Soul Eater". He instantly collapsed to the ground, and the magic string abolished him. With just one blow, he was indeed his own brother without credit. , So vicious, abolished all his cultivation.

Nighthawk abruptly stopped his advance, Moxian went crazy, and he blushed.

He is so powerful, holding Fan Yue with his left hand, and with one right hand alone, no one of the many soldiers of the wolf clan present can stand him for a round. Nighthawk knew that even if he went up by himself, his fate would be the same as Magic Flute.

The important thing is that he heard the news that made him endure: "She is not dead, although her breath is weak, as long as she is not dead, she has a chance. She is the master of the God of War Sword. Nothing will happen."

The corpses of Frostblade Valley ran across the fields and piled up into mountains. The other soldiers of the Demon Race looked at their Demon Lord in horror. The former Lord became a bloodthirsty demon.

The soldiers of the wolf tribe used to fight alongside them, as close as brothers, and now they have all died in Frostblade Valley, and the killing has not stopped.

Moxian walked to the magic flute, grabbed his neck, and lifted him high.

Looking at him, he said coldly: "Now, it's your turn, Magic Flute, tell me, do you regret it?"

The Magic Flute looked at him bitterly, laughed, choked on a mouthful of blood, and said with difficulty: "Regret? You are right.

I should regret it later, I regret why I didn't release her after sealing you; I regret why I could not stop her before she jumped down; I regret not letting her leave your trash. Don’t you claim to be very powerful? Why are you alive, but she is dying..."

Moxian was furious, her palm tightened, and frantically shouted: "You beast, shut up..."

When the magic flute was pinched by him, his face flushed and his eyes protruded. He sneered and said intermittently: "The magic string...I was right?

You are so angry... because you can't save her. Why is she like this? What have you done, only you know best..."

Moxian's eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Shut up! I told you to shut up! Did you hear that? I'm going to kill you!"

Magic Flute looked at him coldly, and said with difficulty: "Do you think I'm afraid of death? From the day I decided to take her away, I didn't care about my life at all.

I love her and never want to hurt her. I'm not like you, you hypocrite, who said that she liked her on the one hand, hurt her unscrupulously on the other. Do you know how sad and painful you make her?

If it wasn't for her heartbreak, how could she want to leave with me? Moxian, you are the culprit, you killed her. Even if you kill me, you won’t be able to change this. When I die, there will be no pain.

And you will live in pain for the rest of your life, and will regret what you did today. "

Moxian's face was blue, and his whole body was trembling. His eyes swept across the face of Magic Flute, looking at Magic Flute's face calm, and a light blue petal appeared on the skirt of Magic Flute.

He loosened his hand and threw the magic flute to the ground. With a grab with his right hand, he grasped the two dark night crystal orchids in the magic flute's arms.

Moxian grabbed Jinglan in his hand and looked at the magic flute. The magic flute rushed forward and shouted frantically, "Give me back!"

Moxian knocked him to the ground with a palm, smiled softly, and said: "She doesn't want you, right? Magic Flute, you do so much, she still doesn't want you. She returned the flowers to you, she didn't want you Flowers, and don’t want your people."

The Magic Flute fell to the ground, in great pain, he roared: "Magic String, I hate you, I hate you so much, why didn't you die? Why did you hurt her so much, she would still die for you."

Moxian picked up the flower and said softly: "The person I would rather die is me, Magic Flute. I will not kill you. I will let you live in pain forever. You might have had a chance to take her away, but because Your viciousness, you will lose her forever."

Moxian suddenly held the flower in his palm, and the Magic Flute yelled in horror: "No! You leave them to me, this is my only memory of her."

Jinglan shattered into fly ash in Moxian's hands, Moxian opened his hand, Jinglan passed away with the wind, he said softly: "You have never owned her, in the past, present, and in the future, so how about memory? ?"

He hugged Fanyue with both hands again, and coldly commanded Lingxuan: "The Demon Traitor Magic Flute, betrayed the master and killed the king, has been abolished and exiled to the bottom of the East China Sea.

All wolf tribesmen, males merge into other tribes and become untouchables, and will never be allowed to serve as generals of the demons. "

The magic flute fell to the ground, and the body of the magic string rose into the sky, turned into a streamer, and flew towards Wangyue Tower.

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Zhaoyang Palace, Mozu study room, Lingxuan and the elders sat in the room, and there was no sound for a while.

Moxian had been back to the palace for five days, and had closed the entire Wangyue Tower. No one was seen, and he kept guarding by the woman named Yue'er.

The Demon String slaughtered in Frostblade Valley, and after the exile of the Magic Flute, everyone in the Demon Race was in danger.

Moxian was now hostile, cruel and tyrannical, no one dared to take his edge, let alone speak, for fear that he would accidentally anger him and be killed by him.

After a long time, Qing Hao of the Hydra clan finally couldn't help it, and said to Lingxuan, "Lingxuan, in this situation, you are going to tell us, what should we do?

The demon lord is not going to court, ignoring political affairs, and staying by the girl's side. Isn't even the monarch of the demon clan for the sake of that girl?

I heard from Yuntong two days ago that the girl’s body meridians had been broken and she was in danger every day. The Demon Lord used his spiritual power to help her continue her life.

How can a dignified devil not save his life for a woman? Regardless of the interests of the demons, Lord Lingxuan, tell me, what is this?

As a minister of the demon clan, when considering the overall situation, I still find an opportunity to talk to the demon lord so that he can relax his mind, regain his mood, and return to political affairs. "

Lingxuan's eyes were solemn, shook his head, sighed and said, "Master Qinghao, how can I not know what you said? This demon king was originally a man of temperament and has never been moved for thousands of years. This emotion is long-term love.

You don't know the personality of the devil. How can he give up easily because he is so stubborn? Now that Miss Yue is in doubt about her life or death, his heart is broken, and he is extremely worried. Going to talk at this time can't do anything.

I'm still waiting, depending on the situation, and then I'll try to figure it out. "

Qing Hao sighed, scanned the surroundings, and said strangely: "Hey! Where is this Nighthawk? Where has he gone? Isn't he the celebrity in front of the Demon Lord? Why doesn't he come to participate in today's meeting?"

Lingxuan looked at Qing Hao and said, "Nighthawk was sent out by the demon king to visit famous doctors and seek a way to heal the girl. It has been out for several days, and there is no news yet."

Lu Sheng's eyes moved and said quietly, "Master Lingxuan, do you think this Master Nighthawk is a bit strange?"

Lingxuan shook the feather fan and said softly, "Hmm! Lord Lu, come and listen, what is strange to you?"

Lu Sheng sighed and said, "Where is it? I can't tell. I just feel that his concern for the devil is beyond the duty of a courtier.

And this time I heard that he volunteered to leave the Demon Race to help the Demon Lord find a way to heal the Moon Girl. Don't you think he cares too much about the private affairs of the devil? "

Lingxuan was silent, and said for a while: "What exactly is his intention? I can't guess it, but I know that if he can really find a good recipe to rescue the moon girl, it will be the blessing of the demons.

The demon Lord's care for Miss Yue has been deeply rooted, and if Miss Yue really died, the demon will also sink.

He saves the girl, is to save the devil, even if he has selfishness, but the Mozu has no time to pay attention to his selfishness. What we want is the return of the devil and the peace of the devil. "

The elders looked at each other for a long time, sighed, and agreed with Lingxuan's words.

Everyone was silent, but they heard Yun Tong shout outside the door: "Master Lingxuan, hurry up! There is something wrong with Wangyue Tower, the devil...he has something wrong..."

Everyone was shocked, when Ling Xuan heard it, he jumped up from the chair and rushed out.

Don't forget to turn around and say to the elders: "I will take a step first, and you will come later."

Wangyuelou is the palace of the demon king, foreign ministers are not allowed to enter, and Lingxuan is the cousin of Moxian, there is always no need to avoid taboos when entering and leaving the Wangyuelou.

He hurriedly flew to Wangyue Tower, flew in, and was taken aback, only to see a mess in Wangyue Tower.

Moxian leaned against the wall of Wangyue Tower, holding Fanyue tightly in his arms. Blue flames lit up on his body. There were purple lines on his face and skin, and these lines wandered around him like a snake.

He was extremely painful, his eyes were blood-red, desperately resisting the intense pain from his heart, and the scorching heat from his blood, his silver teeth clenched so hard that his shell teeth were almost broken.

Lingxuan opened the door and saw that Moxian was so painful. He flew to Moxian's side, sacrificed his spiritual power, pressed his waistcoat, and delivered spiritual power to him.

To help him resist physical pain, he hurriedly shouted: "Cousin, cousin, listen to me, you put down Miss Yue and give her to me, your Asura magic flower poison has attacked.

You can no longer hold her, the more you care, the more poisonous the magic flower will be. Now you need to stabilize your mind. Come, you give her to me. "

Mo Xian was furious, took a strong breath, slapped Ling Xuan with a violent palm, and there was a madness in his eyes that Ling Xuan had never seen before.

He stared at Lingxuan and said one word at a time: "Get out! Get out of Wangyue Tower, no one can **** her from me anymore, get out of my hands!"

The blue flames began to raging, igniting him, and he was plunged into a sea of ​​flames, his blood was boiling, and dense purple lines appeared on his face and body, as if to stretch his skin.

Ling Xuan got up from the ground in embarrassment, not caring much.

He rushed to the window and shouted at the many demon elders and patriarchs who were waiting outside: "Quick! Come in and stop the demon lord, he is about to go crazy."

When everyone heard it, they were shocked and ran into the Wangyue Tower. The Demon String was now like a madman, and he finally couldn't stand the torture of the Demon Flower.

He rolled to the ground holding his body, Qing Hao's eyes condensed, and without hesitation, he shot a blue light towards the magic string.

The cyan light entered the body, and the magic string finally calmed down, and passed out, and the flame on his body gradually extinguished. The lines on the face and body gradually disappeared.

Lingxuan stepped forward, picked up Moxian, and put him on the bed.

He scanned the surroundings, frowned, and said to Yun Tong: "What's the matter? Why is this Wangyue Tower so messy? Where is Wangyue Tower's original maidservant? What is going on today?"

Yun Tong choked forward and replied: "Master Lingxuan, after the devil came back, he dismissed all the servants. He is crazy, and no one is allowed to touch Miss Yue.

He kept guarding her day and night, consuming her spiritual power to support Miss Yue's body. Today, for some unknown reason, he looked over and over again at the books and silks left by the girl when she left, and his heart ached. It suddenly became like this. "

Lingxuan sighed. There were traces of Yue'er everywhere in Wangyue Tower. He sent his spiritual power to Yue'er day and night, and his lamp was almost exhausted. Looking at the letters left by Yue'er, he naturally couldn't stand the poison of the magic flower. hair.

He looked at Fanyue, picked her up gently, and said to the elders: "Let's go! The spiritual power that Miss Yue needs for her life will be delivered by us in turn."

Qing Hao stepped forward to hold Lingxuan, and said softly, "Lingxuan, do you really plan to do this? Maybe this is an opportunity.

Since the devil is in a coma, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain, we give up treating Miss Yue. If Miss Yue goes, even if the devil will suffer for a while, it may take a long time, maybe he will recover. "

Lingxuan's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Patriarch Qinghao, don't blame me for not reminding you, you are the one who let the demon king fall asleep just now. If he wakes up and finds Yue'er dead.

Your whole clan might not be able to keep it, do you know what happened to the devil just now? His twin flower venom broke out. "

Qing Hao was shocked, pulled Lingxuan abruptly, shaking him, and eagerly asked him: "What did you say? Lingxuan, you say it again, how can the demon Lord have the poison of twin flowers on his body?"

Lingxuan coldly pulled Qing Hao's hand and told him, "This twin flower was planted by the Demon Lord when he was in Tianlang Mountain for Miss Yue. He will never fall in love with other women in his life. You are now It should be understood what kind of existence Miss Yue is to him.

He continued his life for Miss Yue until now, if you let Miss Yue die, think about what he would do? Or do you want to be the second magic flute? "

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was silent, Lingxuan picked up Fanyue, walked out first, and said coldly: "Inform all the masters of the Demon Race, from now on, in this Wangyue Tower, day and night. Renew her life for Miss Yue."

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It was late at night, and Lingxuan did not leave. He stayed in the bedroom of Moxian, not leaving every step. Qing Hao took advantage of the poisonous hair of Moxian and planted him the poison of deceiving snakes. It was not easy for him to fall asleep until now.

For the first time in these five days, Moxian didn't need to suffer any more and fell asleep. Lingxuan had already instructed the maid to take advantage of the magic string to coma and clean Wangyue Tower. The many memories that Fanyue left in this Wangyue Tower were also hidden, saving the magic string from seeing things hurt.

It was midnight, and Lingxuan knew that with Moxian's ability, the poison of the snake could only control him to this hour. In any case, he needed to have a good talk with Moxian.

At Yinshi, Moxian woke up from his deep sleep and was used to touching his side. He was shocked suddenly and sat up. He was looking for Fanyue, the woman in his arms day and night.

Lingxuan said quietly, "You are awake! She is fine."

Mo Xian turned his head and looked at Lingxuan, got out of bed, and said coldly, "Where is she?"

Lingxuan looked at him quietly, and said, "Downstairs, the elders are taking turns sending her spiritual power to continue her life."

Mo Xian turned around and planned to walk downstairs.

Lingxuan said suddenly: "If you continue like this, not only will you not be able to save her, but you will also get yourself in."

Moxian squeezed his fist, stopped, and said coldly: "Lingxuan, this is my own business, you better not stop me."

"Your business? Do you know that you are the monarch of the Demon Race, if you want to die, I will never stop you.

But you have to remember that if you die, Miss Yue will also lose her last chance. You want her to die with you, why do you want to continue her life? Just find a beautiful place and just cut it off. "Ling Xuan sneered.

Mo Xian suddenly turned his head, eyes full of anger, staring at Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan did not flinch, looked at him, for a long while, tossed him a bottle of pear flower alcohol.

Softly said: "She is not in danger for the time being, you just got poisoned, your state can't help her. This is the wine she brewed, you stay and drink two glasses with me."

Moxian looked at Lingxuan, his clenched fists gradually loosened, and he lowered his head.

Lingxuan flew out of the small window, sat under the pear tree outside Wangyue Tower, pointed to the open space next to him, and shouted to the magic string: "When you figure it out, come down and have a drink together."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed a bottle of pear flower alcohol, raised his neck, and took a sip, leaving fragrance on his cheeks.

A figure flew out, Moxian took the wine bottle, sat quietly next to him, and took a big mouthful of silence.

Lingxuan did not speak, and when Moxian drank a full bottle of wine, he handed him another bottle. He knew that his cousin was suffering from pain under his calm appearance.

He has a stubborn and arrogant personality, and he has always endured pain silently. If he does not let him vent his pain today, the poison of his magic flower will not stop recurring.

Finally, when the wine bottles in front of Moxian piled up into a mountain, he slowly said: "Miss Yue, why is it hurt?"

Mo Xian's face was gloomy, her eyes filled with pain, and she said softly, "It's because of me, Lingxuan, do you know? It's because of me, I'm a bastard, I made her like this..."

Lingxuan was taken aback, looked at him straight, and said, "I don't believe it, you care about her so much, how can you harm her?"

Mo Xian laughed, her voice bleak, and said to Ling Xuan: "Do you know what I did? Ling Xuan, do you know what I did to her?

She had already jumped down to find me, but I still refused to forgive her. I pretended to be seriously injured and unconscious, and lied to her for five days. She went to find the Crimson Pearl Grass for me.

In order for me to detonate the spirit snake's resentment, her whole body was broken. If she hadn't picked more than a dozen immortal grasses by herself, I would use the immortal grass to help her stabilize her soul. She is now dead. "

Mo Xian's tears flowed down, he didn't realize it, looked into the distance, and said quietly: "Do you know what the last word I said to her?

Haha! I let her go, I told her I don't love her anymore, and you now know how **** I am. I tried so desperately to save her, I just wanted her to wake up and tell her that what I said was false and false.

I want her to go, I want her to leave that dangerous place. However, I can't save her, no matter how hard I try, I can't make her wake up.

She will never know how much I care about her, do you know? Lingxuan, I read the letter she left today. I understand, I really understand, she thought I like Lingxian, she thought I would not marry her, so she left.

I am a fool, and I will never have the opportunity to let her understand that the person I love is her, only her. Lingxuan, I may never have a chance to let her know what I want. "

He suddenly threw the hip flask in his hand and smashed it on the wall of Wangyue Tower, breaking it to pieces.

With more pain on her face, she said in a low voice: "She told me that I would regret what she said that day. She was right. The moment she flew to the snake. I regretted it. Unfortunately, I never have a chance to treat her. speak out."

Ling Xuan said softly, "She has understood your intentions a long time ago."

Moxian looked at Lingxuan in surprise, stared at Lingxuan, and asked urgently: "You didn't lie to me? How do you see it?"

Ling Xuan sighed and said quietly, "If she doesn't understand your intentions, how can she abandon the magic flute and jump out of this ten thousand zhang ice cave for you?

If she doesn't understand your intentions, how can she give up running away and kill the snake for you?

Girl Yue Bingxue is smart, and the one who doesn't understand is you, not her. "

Moxian was stunned on the spot, as if struck by lightning, and muttered to herself: "She really understands, she really knows my mind... No wonder, no wonder she would say that if she lives, I can only marry her."

Lingxuan's eyes moved and asked, "What else did she say?"

Mo Xian said in a low voice: "She also said that if I lie to her again, she will kill me."

Ling Xuan smiled softly and said: "Miss Yue is really smart, you can't lie to her, she has long understood your intentions.

She worked so hard to save you, you have to take care of her anyway, she is not dead, you still have a chance.

I know you are guilty, but if you really want to make up for it, do all you can to save her. If you are stuck in your heart, not only will you not be able to help her, but you will also betray her affection for you. "

Moxian looked into the distance, silent.

Lingxuan sighed, pointed at the pear tree above his head, and said to Moxian faintly: "Cousin, you have to be prepared, just like this pear flower, at the end of spring and summer, it will eventually pass away.

If Miss Yue is supposed to be like this, you might as well let her go. After all, manpower can't overcome the sky. You know you can't stay. Why do you want to force her? Stop embarrassing yourself, torture yourself. "

Moxian raised his head and looked at the pear tree above his head. The snow-white eyes were like her face of peerless Fanghua. He moved this tree back from Pear Flower Valley.

Planted next to the Mochizuki Tower, she has always liked it, and she always has a touch of pear blossom, pear blossom, pear blossom, parting flower.

But he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that they would leave, the flower would not thank, and she would not leave, even if the struggle reached the last day of life, he would never give up.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and a strong spiritual force overflowed, covering the entire pear tree.

Trees full of pear blossoms bloom, and the air is full of pear blossoms. Lingxuan looked at him in surprise, Moxian stood up.

Gently said to Lingxuan: "Lingxuan, thank you for letting me know her heart, I will not let go, never will, even if Ewha wants to thank you, I will keep Fanghua strong.

I want her to live, even if my spiritual power is exhausted, and I bet on my life. As long as I live for one day, the Pear Flower in Mochizuki Tower will not thank her, and she will not die. "

Lingxuan was stunned, the magic string no longer stayed, his pace was firm, he was going to find Yue'er, this woman he would never let go in this life.

Lingxuan looked at the pear blossoms full of trees, and muttered to himself: "Strong to stay in Fanghua, so a strong one to stay in Fanghua..."

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